Our tears soak the Earth,
But you carry them away,
As a beautiful babbling brook,
your steady stream lulling us to sleep and bringing peace.
And wherever you go, I know, life will spring; tapestries of dreams and all the splendid things.
All The Splendid Things
Lonely, soothing.
“Tapestries of dreams”!
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Yes, those words capture the feelings behind the poem!
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Beautiful ❤
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Thank you so much!
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